She was grinding her mind with doubt. She was torturing herself. She had a different reality. She hated that, but the reality didn’t care. It pushed her. It belittled her. It made her heavy and not enough. It made her crush her own achievements. It made her ordinary, but ordinarily sad. . She was trying … Continue reading Mud, Wind and the Key
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Stress – Clear it all up
Love always ends
She understood right there, right then. Just an hour before her 27th birthday, her lover in bed, but she was sitting in the chair, listening to Tiesto - Ur, while realising love... love just doesn’t last, it’s too slippery. She has been in a relationship for more than three years, and she was weeping for … Continue reading Love always ends
It’s time to Spring
Look! Do you see? The sun, oh no, a ray, oh, wait! It’s warm, it touched me. I felt it. It’s mood-lifting. My mind’s shifting. My heart’s not aching. What happened? I stop and wonder. What was that? I open my eyes wide, And it hits me: The sparkle, the brightness, Warm rays of the … Continue reading It’s time to Spring
Words of awakening
EVERYONE WANTS
Everyone wants to speak and be heard because everyone needs reassurance of their worth reflected in others and in how captivated their audience is. Everyone wants to be heard but rarely to listen. They are seldom genuinely involved in what someone is saying because sharing THEIR insight is more valuable to them than the purpose … Continue reading EVERYONE WANTS
LOneVEly
Sometimes I take deep breaths, but I cannot breathe. Meeting you is a gamble between ‘I enjoy being alone’ and ‘I glow in your arms’. I throw the dice, tightly closing my eyes, hoping for the good ‘me’ to win. Have you ever loved something or someone like sharks crave blood? Have you ever … Continue reading LOneVEly
Wicked chill
In nights of freezing cold, Where moons turn to mold, To run away from the stinging grey, That stabs all life away. The sun refuses kisses, Shies away from embraces, Too stiff to move, too blue to beam. Its rays of shivering cold Turn light to graves, and sweet to bloody, Until it’s … Continue reading Wicked chill
WRapping Things Up
Been doing this for too long now. I’ve been taking it hard, and I won’t allow For this to crush me anymore. I dropped too many times on the floor And I think I’ll make it, I made it, I break it I take it, bit by bit until I hit The no more ‘quit’. … Continue reading WRapping Things Up
Drops of Hope
There's always this rancid itch Not letting me be happy, So I twitch. There's this much-needed land of hope Where I explore my passions, Where there's a scope. I've heard of peace, of freedom, and letting go Of all your insecurities and woe, And I wondered where to go. But now, I'm trying something: I've … Continue reading Drops of Hope
